his spine would twist, fragments of metal pricking his taut skin. his proportionally peerless stilts were folded to meet his chest and stomach, that swathed banner tapping contentedly against the floor of the plateau. hazy eyes of ash and coal gazed upon the limp cervid carcass beside him, a slighted paw slowly reaching out to touch upon the hallowed nose. a small sigh would seep from vile lips, followed by whispered words. if only you could speak, maeva. the fun we would have.
he would spend perhaps a half hour staring into the empty sockets of the doe before a muted shuffle caused a sizable aud to twitch. he would not move from his position on his ribs, those svelte hips twisted so that his hind legs suspended lifelessly in the air. but he would pivot his crown, turning his chin to take in the sight of a rather attractive woman not far off. he would not speak, only observe. surely it would not take long for her to mozy over here and discover his ongoing date with maeva.
!! jae wears a full deer carcass (excluding legs) draped over himself
